Too Tight To Mention 3 SeXStoRY

I had finally managed to screw the tightest, hottest, sweetest 18 year old pussy imaginable and should've been feeling pretty proud of myself. Instead as I looked at Gemma in the rear view mirror on the way to church the next morning as she sat beside her best friend, my daughter Denise, I was riddled with fear. Gemma, it seemed had a mouth on her and knew how to use it. Not only could she suck a man's brains out of his cock with it but she was also able to tell others all about it. Denise, my daughter, was proof of that. "How could you screw her on the sofa with Mum in the room above you sl**ping?" Was what met me in the bathroom earlier as I tried to shave. The thump on the arm almost cost me the tip of my ear. Denise was fuming with me. She seemed ok with Gemma though... Even though I'd taken a foot job from her friend on Friday night and fucked her pretty hard on Saturday night, the sl**p over weekend continued. This puzzled me so much. As I drove to church I didn't know what was going to happen from one second to the next. I eyed the two teenagers in the mirror... Gemma stuck her tongue out at me and mouthed "P E R V E R T" Typical! Denise glared at us both and flipped a middle finger at me. I drove on in a sweaty silence. At church I helped my disabled wife to her place in our usual pew. We all settled in with Denise on one side of her mum and me on the other... Where was Gemma going to sit on this, her first time at our church? "Shift!" Came the order from this now naughtily innocent looking teen. Her black and red hair had a neat black beret perched on it. A black silk blouse and grey mid thigh skirt covered her small frame and a pair of black patent mid heel strapped shoes at the bottom of her shapely bare legs finished off her simple outfit. Most of the clothes were my daughters but Denise being taller and fuller in the chest, I recognized that the clothes were what Denise had grown out of some time ago. Still Gemma wore them well. Gemma squeezed in past me, pushing her butt into my lap and plonked herself down between me and my wife. I was now at the end of the pew. I looked at my wife who shrugged her shoulders and the service began. Almost as soon as the first prayer began I felt Gemma’s hand on my thigh. Surely she wasn’t making a move in church? A squeeze of my cock and balls gave me my answer. I jumped as if electrocuted and get some sighs and tuts from some around me. “Behave.” Gemma commanded and punched my arm as if she hadn’t done a thing. Prayer over I looked at Gemma… She looked like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth. I looked at my wife sitting next to her… She was oblivious to what had happened. I looked at Denise further down the pew… If looks could kill!… She was angry and then some. It was obvious she’d seen me get fondled and she wasn’t impressed. As I sat with my bible in my lap I saw Gemma move her legs so her left leg was right up against my right one. Being stuck right up against the side of the wooden pew I had nowhere to go. She started to slowly rub her leg up and down mine. Nature started to take over and I felt myself hardening. “Not now!?” I thought. After a few minutes of this I noticed Gemma lean over to my wife and whisper “Where’s the toilet here? I feel sick. I must’ve swallowed something last night that didn’t agree with me.” I immediately was transported back to her sucking and licking both our juices of my cock the previous night, after I’d cum on her stomach and in her pussy. My wife tapped Denise who shook her head… She was fuming and didn’t want to take her friend to the ladies. Innocently my wife turned to me and it hit me like a ton of bricks. She was going to ask me to e****t the sex crazed 18 year old to the ladies!!?? “What!? Are you mad?” I mouthed silently. One glaring look from the wife and a look at the daughter bobbing her leg up and down in a quiet rage told me I had no choice. We both got up from our pew and made our way to the back doors and out into the church entrance hallway and I pointed at thetoilets in silence and turned my back on Gemma. She grabbed my tie from behind and pulled me into the ladies… “What the hell are you thinking?” I quietly but f***efully asked. “I want some fun and the best fun I’ve had, like ever, has been with your dick.” She replied with pouted lips and big eyes. “No way! This is crazy! Not here!” I shot back. “Ok! Now I’m in the women’s toilet of YOUR church and… Ohh… so are you!! Now either you give me some cock or I start screaming…” The little bitch!! “In the cubicle now!” I told her. This was going to have to be fast. I sat her on the toilet facing me and unzipped my suit trousers. My cock wasn’t hard but I knew what would get it there quickly. I pulled her head forward and she started kissing my dick and stroking it with her left hand. I watched as she shifted on the toilet seat and used her right hand on her own pussy after sliding her grey skirt up her thighs a little. Watching the wet patch form on her white knickers as she played got me hard pretty quick. Good! I was starting to enjoy this. Her lips and tongue were doing the business on my helmet and her hand was pumping my shaft well. I wanted to screw her though. My cock was in love with her pussy “I want to fuck you from behind!” I told her. She looked up at me, pulled her mouth off my tool with a “BLOP!” and squealed in delight. She stood up and turned her back to me. I pulled her skirt right up around her waist and her knickers down around her ankles and off her right leg altogether. There in front of me was a beautiful little ass and a shaved pussy. I couldn’t resist licking them both while it they were in my sights. Delicious. “Fuckin’ hurry up! Would ye” Was her response. No foreplay then? No problem! I stood back up and tried to enter her but the angle was wrong and she was as tight as a Scotsman’s wallet. “Lift your right leg up onto the toilet seat.” I suggested. The cubicle was tiny and cramped, we moved around so she could get a leg up and my erection could enter her. She hit the flush on the toilet which added to what was already a weird situation. BUT… I had a clear shot at her pussy. The head met her lips and she reached between her legs with one hand and guided me in. Very tight but as usual very wet . Warm too, boiling even. “Don’t expect this to last long” I warned her. ”Do me quickly then!” God she was keen! I started to rock in and out. I grabbed her by the waist and held her as I started to pound into her. I could feel and hear myself slapping against her. My balls were thumping off her lips as I banged deeper and quicker into her. I felt her muscled tighten and start to contract as an orgasm hit her. I watched as her little ass hole started going into spasms and I knew I was going to cum soon. I could feel it start deep in my body. ”I’m gonna cum!” I managed to warn her. Building up speed now I was going to blast up inside her… “Uhhhmm!?” “What the…?!” Was all I could say when I looked up and saw my daughter looking over the top of the cubicle at us with a look of “GOTCHA!” on her face that told me I was about to be blackmailed for life. “Carry on Dad” She said calmly from her vantage point atop the cubicle wall. “I think you said you were about to cum?” Shit so I was! Gemma was still humping my cock even though I’d stopped. She turned around almost in a trance and took my length in her mouth and started sucking. I looked up at Denise who’s eyes were like saucers as she watched her friend try to drain the spunk out of her Dad’s stiff, swollen cock. I was breathing more and more shallow by the second and I came in Gemma’s mouth. She froze and I started fucking her face. Cum was running out of her mouth and I was still cumming in short, sharp bursts. To my surprise Denise was still watching and was now biting her lip. Gemma swallowed as much as she could and was high on her own orgasms and my cum. I gathered myself up as best I could and looking up at Denise I said “I’m sorry.” “That was bl**dy hot Dad! I can see why you both like doing it!” Just then the door of the toilets was opened and a woman’s voice came booming into our little bit of ecstasy. “What’s going on in here?” It was a church elder’s wife. Denise looked at us in our cubicle. Gemma pulled down her skirt and pulled up her knickers. But her black blouse and grey skirt were covered in cum stains. We were sunk even though we hadn’t been seen. “Gemma’s been sick all over herself and my dad’s in there with her as she hadn’t even the strength to unlock the cubicle door. I was about to climb over and help clean her up as my dad shouldn’t be in here but he had no other choice!” Wow! Why did Denise cover for me so well. “Ohh!! I’ll get some help in here right away. The elderly lady said, totally taken in by the innocence of my teenage daughter. But as I looked at one teenager covered in cum and another one licking her lips and winking at me I was sure of one thing. I’d never look at a teenager as innocent again.